Bitter. Damaged. Old Queen.

I recieved a text message today. I thought it was pure genius. It was allegedly a perfectly innocent message from a friend of mine in London, it read as follows:

"I'm in London (don't ask!) need to speak 2 U urgently (need a favour) can u call me on 0207--------- battery low ask for Liz, she will pass you to me. Thanks mate."

So being a good citizen, I call, to hear the message "Welcome to Buckingham Palace, if you are calling regarding a recieved text message, please hang up now". Bloody brilliant, I immediately forwarded it on to all my friends.

Sorry your Maj, nice muff by the way.